BigAppleBuckeye;404893 wrote:I reserved a room for the weekend at a Bed & Breakfast in Long Island Wine Country, and reserved a private car and driver for 4 hours on that Saturday. He took us to several gorgeous vineyards, including one that had a private beach (which I knew in advance). I had called the owner of that vineyard earlier and she worked out a scenario where she would play dumb and start telling Websurfinbird and I the "history of the vineyard" complete with letting us walk to the beach overlooking Long Island Sound.
We walked (and walked) for a while, and my fiancee was actually getting pissed cause she wanted to drink wine! So I dropped to my knee on the beach and did it right there, and she cried and gave me the thumbs up! Then, we got completely hammered for the next 7 hours on wine.
It really was wonderful and even though I did know I was going to be proposed to at some point I was completely caught off guard. I honestly don't remember what he said because I was to busy crying. It was one of the best moments of my life.